Today's poet

[Harry H Howgill]

Two thousand posts you say?
Well we hit that mark today.
Who said they thought this thing would never last?
It’s always rather funny,
But we’ll never make no money,
But who cares? ‘cos it sure has been a blast.

We’ve had limericks galore.
And several hundred more,
Of them little tricksters known as the haiku.
We’ve had heartfelt little rhymes,
And have ended up at times,
Turning rather a naughty shade of blue!

[freckle]

Bloody nora!!!!!! as my daughter would say "You have outdone yourself with that one!" never seen this poem b4 its fab...one to cut and paste and keep for misery with a capital M moments....thanks again

Thanks freckle - you is a hedgeucation, no mistake.

And how about this for your Plath...

Admonition

If you dissect a bird
To diagram the tongue
You'll cut the chord
Articulating song.

If you flay a beast
To marvel at the mane
You'll wreck the rest
From which the fur began.

If you pluck out the heart
To find what makes it move,
You'll halt the clock
That syncopates our love.

[freckle]

I hear competitive boys furiously Googling for our Sylvia....

back with one soon.

Aw shucks

[Harry H Howgill]

Aw shucks

I was just too late again!

[Mossdog]

Old Kinder keeps calling
A call that’s enthralling
It’s time I was running
Up and over the Low

For the grey in my hair
Means I’ve no time to spare
So I’m running up there
Still moving too slow.

It’s a pretty stiff climb
And I’m taking my time
But these old legs of mine
Will not give up the fight.

As I’m reaching the top
I feel ready to drop
Still my heart didn’t stop
So I must be all right.

Then I’m off on my way
On a windy, old day
And I’m covered in spray
Passing Kinder Downfall.

William Clough is a test
For I’m well past my best
So I want I long rest
As I’ve run a long way.

I’m back where I begun
After a very good run
It’s been great fun
Another good day.

Brilliant X Runner. And I can particularly relate to...

"As I’m reaching the top
I feel ready to drop
Still my heart didn’t stop
So I must be all right."

[Harry H Howgill]

Brilliant X Runner. And I can particularly relate to...

"As I’m reaching the top
I feel ready to drop
Still my heart didn’t stop
So I must be all right."

Oh yes. Sorry X Runner. I was going to say I liked that then got distracted. Many happy memories of Kinder. (The plateau not the surprise eggs)

[freckle]

Thank you.
You made me feel so
S(l)m(o)a(v)l(e)l(d)
and enclosed again.

[freckle]

I taste a liquor never brewed,
From tankards scooped in pearl;
Not all the vats upon the Rhine
Yield such an alcohol!

Inebriate of air am I,
And debauchee of dew,
Reeling, through endless summer days,
From inns of molten blue.

When the landlord turn the drunken bee
Out of the foxglove's door,
When butterflies renounce their drams,
I shall but drink the more!

Till seraphs swing their snowy hats,
And saints to windows run,
To see the little tippler
Leaning against the sun!

(Emily Dickinson)

I like this so much X runner i am contemplating a change of signature to "Inebriate of air am I"....class !

[Harry H Howgill]

I like this so much X runner i am conteplating a change of signature to "Inebriate of air am I"....class !

Sounds like the long lost motto of the Fell Poets Society.

[freckle]

Sounds like the long lost motto of the Fell Poets Society.

nice one HHH, 2008th post i see!!!! wow! that crept up fast (like xmas!!!!!)